"Damn, your Majesty found out so soon? I didn't kill the soldiers again!" Man Gui cursed in his heart, and he stood there, motionless.
The soldiers had already arrived in front of Man Gui: "The army is full, your Majesty has an order to order the Seventh Army to go south quickly and go straight to the west of Fort Xianning, cutting off the path of the red flag retreating westward."
"Go south?" Man Gui's eyes rolled steadily. This was about to encircle the Jurchen cavalry on the north bank of the Prince's River. "What instructions does your majesty have?"
"Your Majesty said that this time going south is of great importance. Whether you can gather and wipe out the red flag depends on whether General Manchu can cut off their westward escape route. Your Majesty specially asked General Man Man to go south immediately."
"I understand. Go and reply to your Majesty. If Daishan runs away from my defense zone, I will take my head to see your Majesty... Ao, the Seventh Army captured a large number of cattle and sheep last night. We have to march quickly and bring these cattle and sheep. It is very inconvenient, so I trouble you to take care of it temporarily and transfer it to your Majesty in time."
"Cows and sheep?" The soldier found a large number of cows and sheep, and the large accounts of the Jurchens, and the raging fire that was burning. "The army is full, this early morning, what do you do with such a big fire?"
"Brothers roasted a few goats last night. In order to prevent the remaining sheep's heads and feet from causing the plague, we simply burned them to avoid accidents." Since Zhu Youjian did not find out about his murder and arson, Man Gui put it down. Kind of hanging heart.
"It's full of army seats, it's not right, why are there people's calves here?"
"There are also a few herders, they are not open their eyes, they were killed by the brothers, you just treat them as goats.
"How many herdsmen? The army is full, isn't it? Such a big fire..."
"Just a few people! In the morning, the dead branches were covered with dew, and I was worried that they would not burn, so I picked up more." Man Gui was very sure, "Since your majesty has ordered, we will go first, and I will leave it to you here. , Brethren, line up!"
"Da da da… "
Tens of thousands of soldiers of the Seventh Army raised their hoofs and went away, leaving the few soldiers who were left alone facing a huge fire, a large number of cattle and sheep, and dense tents.
From the south bank of the Hun River to Xianning Fort, it was less than two hundred li, Mangui marched all the way and arrived in one day.
There were only a few hundred Jurchen soldiers in Fort Xianning. In front of the tens of thousands of Ming troops full of Gui, they had no chance of surrendering, and they were all massacred by the Ming army.
Man Gui was not stationed in Fort Xianning. He kept moving westward along the north bank of the Prince River, slowly approaching Daishan's big tent.
While Mangui went south, the Hong Chengchou Department of the Fourth Army also set off lightly. They did not carry artillery. Except for the flintlock, they only carried dry food and water for three days.
Yuan Chonghuan, who was on the south bank of the Prince River, also received Zhu Youjian's flying pigeons.
Yuan Chonghuan knew that the time for the decisive battle had arrived. In fact, it was not a decisive battle. The Eight Banners Cavalry of the Dajin Kingdom only left the forty-six Niu Lu of Daishan. It was not so much a decisive battle, but an encirclement and annihilation.
He immediately ordered Du Wenhuan's Second Army to take the Liaoyang City first to solve the worries of the future.
Du Wenhuan waited for this order, but it was too long. Only after solving Liaoyang City could he have the opportunity to participate in the war of siege and annihilation.
The Second Army immediately attacked from all sides. They took advantage of the range of the flintlock gun to chase and kill the defenders on the front of the city until the defenders no longer dared to appear at the front of the city.
Liaoyang used to be the administrative center of the Daming Liaodong Dusi. It was naturally a strong city. Du Wenhuan estimated that it would not be easy to blow up the city wall. So he concentrated all the forty artillery pieces of the Fourth Army at the North City Gate.
Under the indiscriminate bombardment of the flowering bomb, within a quarter of an hour, the North City Gate was dismembered into pieces of sawdust.
The Ming army broke into the city from the north gate, and the Jurchen cavalry who stood in the city, as well as five or six Niu Lu, were all shot and killed under the chase of more than 30,000 people from the Ming army.
Dorgon and Azig showed brotherhood at the last moment of life and death. They hugged and wiped their necks, and fell into each other's arms.
Liaoyang, the largest city in eastern Liaoning, finally returned to the embrace of the Ming army.
Du Wenhuan was too late to clean up Liaoyang City. He left a regiment of soldiers to clean up Liaoyang City while maintaining law and order in the city.
He took the rest of the soldiers and hurried to see Yuan Chonghuan, commander of the First Army.
"Wen Huan, so fast? Captured Liaoyang in a long time?"
"Commander, Liaoyang City is a piece of fat in our mouth, but the commander has not allowed the attack." Although Du Wenhuan broke the city, he was not at all proud. Brother Dorgon is already a dog in the water. Whoever comes to fight, the result is the same. , "Commander, what should I do now?"
"I have already calculated it, and I'm waiting for your forty artillery."
"Commander, Daishan doesn't know how to cross the river. What's the use of artillery?"
"I have sent someone to check. Daishan's big tent is just outside the river embankment, just within the range of the artillery. From tomorrow morning, we will use artillery to bomb his tent until the Jurchen soldiers are in trouble. , We will cross the river."
"However, the Jurchens are all cavalry. If the situation is unfavorable, they will run away. We can't catch up. It's hard to let them escape?"
"Don't worry about this. Your Majesty has prepared two pockets for Daishan. We are only responsible for driving away Daishan."
"Your Majesty?"
"That's not true. Your Majesty is paying off the Jurchen soldiers in Fushun, Tieling, and Kaiyuan. After this battle, there should be no Jurchen soldiers in the south of the Great Wall of Liaodong."
"So, Liaodong is about to fully recover?"
"Comprehensive? Wen Huan, do you think your Majesty will meet the south of the Liaodong Great Wall?"
"Does your Majesty still go out of the Great Wall? Is he going to completely eradicate and establish slavery?"
"I don't know this anymore. We have to wait for your majesty's new order. Let's make all kinds of preparations first!"
"I see, Commander, it seems I'm not too late. I still have to fight a battle!"
"After the gun is fired tomorrow, your Second Army will cross the river first, then the Third Army, and the First Army will be responsible for the break. Wen Huan is satisfied with this arrangement, right
"All subordinates are subject to the commander."
"I know that as long as I can satisfy Wen Huan, you will definitely support me, the commander of the First Army, right, Wen Huan?"
"Commander..."
"Haha..."
"Haha..."
Both of them are looking up to the sky and laughing.
As soon as it was light, the soldiers were still asleep, and Daishan got up.
In the past few days, he has been restless, and sent a few groups of soldiers back to Shengjing to listen to the information, but there was no return. In Shengjing's situation, Daishan's eyes were blackened.
Especially last night, he had a strange dream. In the dream, Shengjing was breached, and the person who breached Shengjing was not someone else, but his son Yue Tuo.
Dai Shan shook his head. Yue Tuo is dead. Even if he is alive, he will not attack Shengjing. "Why is he going to attack Shengjing? Isn't it... No, that's right, Yue Tuo has no such ambitions at all. Besides, Da Khan was not too shameful to him. Mang Gurtai was defeated by the Ming army, he was relieved of his military power and imprisoned until he died without illness, but Yue Tuo really lost home in front of the Ming army, but still stayed as a red flag. The owner of the flag."
He forced himself to shift his thoughts, "Sheng Jing, what's the matter?"
Daishan did not wake up the soldiers. He walked around the periphery of the big tent, walking alone in the cold morning breeze. He felt that his thinking was messed up now. One would be Shengjing and another would be Huang Taiji. After a while, it was Yue Tuo again.
He bends down, draws a handful of cold water from the small ditch outside the big tent, and slams it on his face fiercely. When the cold water soaks, his attention begins to concentrate.
He thought of Taizihe, why did he stay in Taizihe? Can you really stop the Ming army? If Shengjing was broken by the Ming army, where would he go
"Boom... Long!"
With the sound of a cannon, Dai Shan was startled, "We haven't crossed the river, what cannons fired by the Ming army?"
He soon felt that something was wrong. The sound of the artillery was not coming from the river, but from near his big tent. He seemed to hear the screams of the soldiers after being injured. What's more, the explosion of the artillery shells was not this. A ring, but more and more.
"Is the Ming army going to cross the river?" Dai Shan was frightened in a cold sweat. With this shock, his brain was also awake. The soldiers were still sleeping, so they had to wake them up as soon as possible.
His voice was completely covered by the explosion of the flower bombs, but there was no need for buglers. After so many flower bombs exploded, the soldiers woke up either in pain or in shock.
The Jurchen soldiers were in chaos. Inside and outside the big tent, there were panicked soldiers everywhere. They just got out of their skins, and they didn't even find the leather armor.
Fortunately, Jurchen soldiers have developed good habits since they were young. The more dangerous the moment, the more they need their beloved war horses.
The soldiers ran towards the stables while holding knives in one hand.
The wounded soldiers were either screaming or rolling on the ground. At this moment, they were completely superfluous, whether for the Ming army or the Jurchen soldiers.
The tent started to catch fire.
The tent soaked in butter and mutton is particularly waterproof. If it encounters a big fire, it will be a disaster. The fire was violent, and the fire engulfed the nearby low altitude in an instant.
The soldiers who had not had time to escape from the tent could no longer find a way out. The fire light emitted a pungent scorching smell. It was not known whether the beef and mutton was charred or the human body was charred.
Daishan was lucky enough to encounter an unowned war horse. He flew on his horse and yelled: "Retreat, get out of the big tent." After yelling twice, his throat became hoarse, even he realized it, his throat It's badly changed.
His shouting is completely unnecessary. Soldiers who fled outside the big tent will not be stupid enough to return to the big tent and wait for others to eat barbecue. The soldiers who have not escaped in the big tent have already directly Ascended to heaven, they can never get out again.
The nearby soldiers still recognized Daishan, "Big Baylor, Big Baylor is here..."
"Quickly, leave the big tent and retreat north!" Daishan ignored the soldiers in the fire. He took the lead in retreating, trying to retreat beyond the range of the blooming bullet.
More and more soldiers gathered around Dai Shan, but Dai Shan's expression became darker and heavier.